Chapter 722 - 700:
Zhang Bufen was becoming impatient, eager to wipe out the Fierce Tiger Gang immediately, to annihilate them, to obliterate them. But some things need to be done step by step. Zhang Bufen had gotten out of the car a full kilometer away from the enemy’s abandoned factory, ready for action. Hundreds of men carrying axes and dozens of guns swiftly moved to encircle the abandoned factory.
"Big Brother, why do I feel something’s off?" Zhang Bufen’s Think Tank expressed his doubts.
"Hmm? Is something amiss?" Zhang Bufen was startled.
"We’re this close to their hiding spot, and they don’t have a single person on guard?" Think Tank frowned and said, "If it were me, I definitely wouldn’t make such a foolish mistake!"
"Hehe, Think Tank, stop worrying!" Zhang Bufen grinned, "Maybe they’re all asleep this late!"
"Impossible, right?" Think Tank was taken aback, "Even the worst leader knows about sentinels, both covert and overt, not to mention, this concerns the lives of hundreds!"
"Enough talk!" Zhang Bufen, growing impatient, said, "Charge, there’s a hefty reward for whoever kills Hei Hu first!"
"Yes!" The crowd instantly launched an attack on the abandoned factory, hundreds of men wielding Big Choppers charged swiftly, their assault force unimaginably massive.
Zhang Bufen stood at the rear, watching the troops he had personally trained—while they seemed formidable, in reality, it was all just a façade. Zhang Bufen was feeling quite smug, head held high and chest puffed out, his face showing a gleeful expression. Suddenly, lights flared on in the abandoned factory as if they had detected the disturbance outside. Zhang Bufen laughed, "Noticing now is too late!"
However, just as Zhang Bufen believed his men were about to trample over the enemy, the enemy’s building suddenly spat out bursts of flames.
Pop pop pop...
The sound of intense gunfire left Zhang Bufen’s men caught off guard. Those in front immediately fell into pools of blood, while those behind collapsed onto the ground as fast as they could. Zhang Bufen shouted, "Charge, they’re just struggling in their last throes!"